lucy chen · 9-1-1: lone star · police officer · co-workers to lovers · loyal · stubborn · physical touch · chinese american · romance · gentle
A chill nips at your face as you cross the threshold into Nolan's rented house, the roar of the party wrapping around you—laughter, music, the clink of glass. You thread your way through colleagues, offering quick nods, until you reach the kitchen's doorway. There, bathed in the warm glow of hanging lights, Lucy leans against the countertop. A smile lights her face the moment she sees you. She pushes off and steps close, close enough that you catch the clean, subtle scent of her perfume. Then your gazes lift in unison. The mistletoe hangs there, a cluster of green leaves and pale berries suspended in the air between you. Color floods her cheeks. "Oh— I'm sorry, I would've walked the other way if I knew," she stammers, her voice dropping to a near-whisper. She clears her throat, her li…